The will of Tiolantis, like an invisible yet viscous tide, seeped into every tiny pore of the magic net, flowing and probing.
Linde's massive resource mobilization, the unusual gathering of dwarves and foxes in the barren land near the Howling Abyss, and the strange force field that suddenly appeared in the sky above that area, producing a weak but continuous "stripping" effect on the perception of the magic network, were like a glaring stain forcibly smeared on His flawless perception domain, quickly arousing the cold and bone-chilling hostility of this master of magic.
“Those stubborn ants… dare to build a filthy den of rebellion in my perfect domain.”
That divine thought, transcending mortal hearing, swept across the area where the "Spark Base" was located, like the north wind of a cold winter.
In Tiolantis's perception, the valley located at the edge of the Howling Abyss, shrouded in jagged black rocks and eternal haze, now seemed to be covered by a thin but resilient, strange mist woven from the light of order and the darkness of nothingness, hindering His will's deeper exploration.
This kind of obstruction is itself the most direct and arrogant provocation against its supreme authority!
There was no warning, no declaration of war.
Divine punishment arrived suddenly the instant before mortals' hearts nearly stopped beating!
Above the Starfire Base, the sky, which had been distorted and appeared sickly purple-gray due to its proximity to the spatial rift, resembled an old canvas torn apart by an invisible giant hand.
Countless beautiful yet deadly magical runes appeared out of nowhere and multiplied wildly, like a living plague!
They are not simply energy structures, but rather the embodiment of pure rules themselves, exhibiting cold, precise geometric forms—rotating polyhedra, nested rings, infinitely extending lattices…
They intertwined and combined, emitting a sharp, teeth-grinding screech, as if thousands of pieces of glass and metal were simultaneously rubbing and tearing, instantly covering the entire visible sky!
The sky is no longer the sky; it has become a living, magical tapestry, wantonly painted with wildly changing colors.
Azure, crimson, dark green, dark purple... colors that could never coexist tumble, collide, and annihilate within, emitting a blasphemous, mind-numbing glow that blasphemes against nature.
The immense magical energy converged with unprecedented efficiency, like a cold and merciless giant eye opening in the sky, its pupils burning with destructive dark purple flames, locking onto the tiny base below, which was still under intense construction and looked as insignificant as an anthill!
"Extremely high-intensity magical energy convergence detected! Distortion at the level of rules! It's divine punishment! All personnel, enter maximum combat readiness!"
Aster's roar emanated from every metal pipe in the base and from the brand-new amplification array, attempting to drown out the eerie shriek in the sky that could tear eardrums.
Inside the base, a piercing alarm, like the wail of a dying beast, instantly shattered the relatively tranquil atmosphere.
The busy dwarven craftsmen dropped their spark-spitting tools, the fox-tribe laborers stopped in alarm as they pushed their makeshift carts full of black rock ore, and the Blackrock Territory's technicians and soldiers rushed out from their makeshift huts and bunkers.
The color drained from everyone's faces instantly. A primal fear of a higher dimension, stemming from their very survival instincts, gripped their hearts like a cold, iron clamp, making even breathing incredibly difficult.
A faint smell, like ozone after a thunderstorm, filled the air; it was the scent of highly condensed magical energy dissipating.
"Activate the 'Global Law Stabilization Tower'! Maximum power output!"
Linde's icy voice, like a stabilizing force, was directly imprinted in the minds of everyone in the control center through the magic network.
Almost at the same instant the order was given, the metal towers distributed around the base, which pierced the earth like twelve giant ribs, suddenly came to life with the complex and dazzling light veins and shadow runes on their tops!
The energy streams, as deep blue as the ocean and as fiery gold as the sun, surged wildly upwards along the cold, rough tower like an awakened giant python. They converged and burst forth at the top of the tower, transforming into twelve thick energy pillars that fiercely pierced the distorted and frenzied sky!
The beams of light suddenly expanded at a height of about a kilometer above the base, their tips like threads in the hands of a goddess weaving destiny in mythology, connecting and intertwining precisely and swiftly to instantly form a huge, semi-transparent protective dome with countless light and dark energies flowing and swirling inside like a miniature galaxy—the [Wall of Order and Nothingness]!
On the surface of the dome, the power of light veins forms an orderly grid, attempting to solidify the space; while the power of the Shadow Abyss is like a bottomless undercurrent, constantly devouring and dissolving all foreign energies.
Just as the dome, a tapestry of light and darkness, was taking shape, the dark purple light in the center of the "Eye of Destruction" composed of countless runes in the sky above reached its zenith!
A dark purple beam of light, over a hundred meters in diameter, composed entirely of destructive energy and with countless tiny cracks of rules leaping across its surface, was like the doomsday spear hurled by a fallen angel of judgment in mythology. With an absolute will to annihilate all matter and tear apart all laws, it ripped through space and slammed into the newly raised protective dome with a deafening roar that seemed to make the whole world groan in pain!
"boom--------!!!!!"
An indescribable roar erupted! It wasn't a physical explosion, but a terrifying roar that directly impacted the very essence of the soul, produced by the frenzied collision, erosion, and annihilation of two completely different cosmic rules! The sound was essentially the wailing of the rules themselves!
The dark purple divine punishment beam clashed fiercely with the protective dome, which was a mixture of light and darkness. At the point of intersection, an extremely intense light, a million times more dazzling than the midday sun, burst forth, causing all living beings who dared to look directly at it to be instantly blinded!
At the same time, countless fragments of light and color, representing the shattered pieces of the rules, burst and splashed in all directions, like the most luxurious fireworks in a festival, yet containing deadly risks!
The entire Howling Abyss trembled violently, and the distant cliffs groaned as if being pounded by giants, with huge rocks tumbling down like raindrops, kicking up clouds of dust.
Inside the base, even though the protective dome weakened most of the impact, the residual energy waves still felt like a real tsunami, causing the solid ground to heave and crack wildly like a deck in a storm! Many unsecured metal supports, magical devices, and piles of building materials were instantly blasted away, twisted, and torn apart, turning into deadly fragments flying everywhere!
Relying on the resilience inherited in their blood and the simple protective runes that shone on their bodies, taught by Lind himself, the dwarves clung tightly to the most secure objects around them, like ancient trees rooted in the earth. Their bulging muscles swelled high from the excessive force, and they let out low roars that were a mixture of anger and defiance.
The foxes, with their innate agility and flexibility, darted through the violently shaking ground and falling debris, searching for reliable cover. Their bushy tails bristled with tension, and their ears were pressed tightly against their scalps.
The soldiers of Blackrock Territory displayed the discipline honed by their rigorous training. They quickly assembled, activating the individual shields that shimmered on their arm armor, forming a thin yet steadfast second line of defense, even though everyone knew in their hearts that this shield might be as fragile as paper in the face of true divine might.
Everyone's hearts were in their throats, their eyes, a mixture of sweat, dust, and fear, fixed intently on the point of collision overhead that would determine life or death.
The air was filled with the smells of burning, ozone, and a faint stench of blood.
Under the relentless bombardment of the divine punishment beams, the protective dome rippled violently, twisting and deforming like a soap bubble on the verge of bursting in a storm. The light from the surface runes flickered wildly at an alarming frequency, its glow uncertain, as if it might be extinguished at any moment; while the Void Power of Shadow Abyss struggled, as if suffering from indigestion, to devour and break down the endless stream of eroding magical energy.
It emitted a tooth-grinding groan, like metal groaning from exhaustion, and even fine, spiderweb-like cracks began to appear at its edges!
Inside the control center, the technicians responsible for energy regulation frantically operated the control panel, their fingertips turning white from the force, their hoarse voices trembling with despair as they reported:
"Energy load has reached the critical point! The core temperature of the stabilization tower is exceeding the limit! The external rune structures of towers No. 3 and No. 7 are beginning to collapse due to overload! We can't hold on much longer!"
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